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Chapter 528




Chapter 528: Golden Home 2
Tetes, who took the time to examine the condition of the land, reported to me with a stern face as he looked up at the sunset oranges that dyed the sky.
“Partly. I can’t even tell you that the king’s words, if any, fit…”
“That’s a subtle place.”
“‘Bad growth because of bad flow of mind’ is also a big problem in countries where farmers cannot use magic on a daily basis, because it is a fact. If I had only basic level magic knowledge, I’m pretty sure it would feel like I might have given up. But there was also some agricultural magic about Kristi in Polka. How do we improve this condition stands Med”
“I mean, you just have to be serious with a little deep knowledge, that’s why”
“Yes, to the extent that I can come up with improvements in one day. I don’t think a king who has ruled for three hundred years has any teeth at all. … No, if you take the time to drill, even ordinary peasants should be able to put in place a crackdown.”
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“But I guess you were trying not to be able to develop those technologies. You can imagine how you slowed down knowledge gathering and drilling.”
Tess shrugged as she slapped her elbow with a ton of fingers.
“Try not to increase the literacy rate, raise taxes, induce famine, and kill the old man. It’s not hard under dictatorship.”
“The mayor here says he’s been here for 50 years.”
“… then you’re pretty good.”
“Huh?”
Tess laughs like she’s in trouble and doesn’t talk ahead.
A little thought convinced me, too.
I find it tempting to refer to the familiar village chief as “cheating clever” in front of Naia.
… There, from the top of the cliff in the valley, there was a gushy, doshy sound of something falling.
“Thank you for waiting”
It was Ray. They’d hunted him somewhere, throwing big bears and cow-like beasts from the top unconstitutionally.
Apparently, it’s hard to assess at a glance what kind of creature the beast is, with its hands and feet bent in a strange breeze on top of being dead.
“What do you do, this? I can’t carry it without the luggage, but I’m not very good at that, am I?
“Uh…”
I’m a little worried about Tess telling me. Yes, the corpse of the beast was too big to drag 'souvenirs” on second thought.
Do we have to put Maia or Ray Emma in charge? It’s going to inspire the villagers a little bit… I mean, it doesn’t make sense if you do something that extravagant even though you’re deliberately disguised as discreet clothes.
“Let’s leave it here. You just have to let the villagers pick it up themselves. Faria used to do that.”
“I don’t know if it’s a souvenir.”
“For tonight’s call, you just have to bring one of your cut legs with you. Tell him the rest is here, and the village will be moist.”
I see. Don’t you need to take it all?
And Emma, who was so silent, advanced.
“You should just drain blood before then. It will taste worse.”
“I thought you didn’t care because dragons are round like this”
“Eating a thousand slices alive with a dragon body is not bad…… some cultures cook meat and eat it elegantly. And to the dragon.”
“Really…”
I was just a little surprised. Cook.
Oh, no, if you think about it, you like booze and stuff. Is it strange that alcohol is human and there is no culture of taking knobs?
“We are not barbarians. Didn’t you even tell me that at the Palace of the Blue Dragon Palace?
“I wonder if Maia’s palace had a dedicated family to serve. It was hard to tell if the food relationship was the culture of the dragons or the culture of the people who served them.”
“You’re self-depraved.”
Emma broke it off.
“Mm.”
Maia looks cocky at it…. So Emma’s pretty provocative again.
“Both of you, don’t fight. I hate girls who can’t get along with other people.”
“That’s bad”
It’s a general theory.
These kids… already.
The muscles, anyway, say the guts get worse and worse, so I cut off only one leg of the buffalo (it was a cow, after all) early, and I’ll take that back in charge.
If we get the report out quickly, the villagers will be able to get their hands on it before they can eat their guts too.
So when I rushed to the village chief’s house, there were about ten villagers gathered around the village chief’s house.
I wonder if something happened.
“Oh, it’s Naia”
“Dear Naia”
Are you sure you’re alive?
When they admitted Naia’s appearance, they burst face simultaneously.
Because it’s my home town? After all, there are many villagers who know Naia well.
“It’s been a while. Gentlemen.”
“I was wondering if you were followed by a demon god.”
“I told you, there’s no way Naia can beat a demon or anything.”
“You lived a lot for a year. Were you sleeping in some village?”
“Though he said the dragon helped him”
The villagers are young, from 15, 16 to about 40 years of age up there.
The older ones are tired of the tone, but they’re not that old yet.
But I guess a harsh life is giving them an atmosphere that has decayed beyond their real age. Even though his face is not very old, the impression was clearly that of an old man.
“What are these people?”
“Dear brave man… it’s not that, is it? There’s no armor, no sword, and he doesn’t look strong.”
Villagers looking surprised to see about me and Tetes.
Well…… yeah. It’s everyone’s ink that I don’t seem strong. I can’t help it though. But Tess and Maia are strong. You shouldn’t judge by what you see.
“I’m a downstream person. We’re doing a survey of agricultural land. Naia says she knows a lot about this neighborhood, so she’s showing us around.”
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Once again Tess lies unwarranted. No, there’s no such thing as a “lie” as a lie, so should I say I made fun of it?
On second thought, none of the villagers seemed to suspect how natural Tetes was, even though he had said nothing to reveal his identity.
“This is a souvenir. This is the meat of the beast that the dragon that helped Master Naia hunt for me. Besides this, there are three round heads near the other field, if you don’t mind.”
“Ooh…”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve had meat. Do you mind, Mayor?”
“If they say it’s a good idea, I don’t blame them.”
The village chief’s go sign comes out, and the villagers rush from each house with the tools in their hands to Tess’s pointing.
“Thank goodness. Anyway, when Faria was around, it wasn’t something I had a lot of demonic meat on lately.”
“… I’m sorry. If I’d gotten more meat.”
“No, I’m not dissatisfied. Plus we all know Naia worked hard. Faria was special.”
…………
Naia shuts up.
Is it illuminating that you were told that you worked hard, or do you agree with the saying that Faria was special? Or are you ashamed of leaving such a hometown alone for a year and living in abundance outside?
“Just one of these legs is quite a treat for a while. Can I salt the rest?”
“Oh, yes, be my guest”
The mayor of the village receives the feet of the buffalo and happily transports them to the kitchen. You’re the only agricultural worker who has the skills.
“Now if you can afford the harvest, you must be in full swing.”
“Mr. Tetes, is the magic method such that even the people here in the village can handle it”
“Yeah. But it’s still just an investigation this time. … because it is an ingredient used for dialogue with the King”
“Right…”
We’re not here to save this place directly, we’re here to gather evidence of King Jeddah’s rebellion.
Assuming you defeat the Crown, it’s not a tax place. But it is unknown whether it will lead to good results.
Can we save this poor village? A year later, is there a smile here?
We don’t know that yet.
It was the first meat festival in a long time, so it was a meat festival to mention the village.
It was starting to get dark, but I wouldn’t leave the body of the missouri beast alone. That’s what happened as we gathered our manpower, set the bonfire on fire and did the work.
We can’t get our hands on it (I can’t wait to think we’re sparing the starving villagers now and trying to lay them aside) and wait for the village chief to be able to cook at a table that’s been set up outside and take a far-sighted look at their work.
Naia is now questioning the young people of the village who have learned of her return.
And to the kids who rejoice in the lively atmosphere when it comes to night and jump around without knowing, surprisingly, Apple is singing and doing the song.
I thought you’d spend more time hiding behind our backs.
“This…”
“Good voice.”
Tess and Maia have their eyes round the song.
Such a beautiful voice. It’s just not an amateur song with good throat material, I know exactly how my voice sounded, it was a bard kind of singing.
“Apple.”
“Ah…. hehe, sorry. That’s about all I could do.”
“You can sing a song like that.”
“Didn’t Selene tell you? Selene used to play instruments, I sang… and I used to make money on roadblocks.”
“… Still, that’s amazing”
“You can practice songs anywhere. While walking or sleeping.”
While traveling less often. While lying ill. Waiting for me or Selene.
Did she keep singing?
… Apple smiled at me and started singing to the kids again.
(cont ‘d)